Worlds Collide
Chapter 11: Lost Control
After a long and hard fight on the streets of lower Manhattan, Raven was on her knees, on the losing end of the fight. Madame Rouge could reform after every attack, so all of it was useless. Madame Rouge stood over her, smirking, as Raven stared at her with anger.
"You're lucky the others aren't here." Raven muttered icily, and Rouge cackled. She then took out an emblem with an S on it. Slade's S. She then replied, "No, Dear… you are.", and then stuck it to Raven's chest.
She gasped, and stood up in shock, trying to pull it off.
"By the way… we already gave Blackfire one of these…" Rouge said, as Raven continued to try to get it off, "and she lost control. Have fun, child."
Madame Rouge then grabbed a nearby parked car, and got in, as Raven fell backwards onto her back, suddenly feeling very unnerved. Rouge took her finger, and slid it into the form of the car's key, and started it. She then raced off towards the Holland Tunnel, to get out of the city... before it happened.
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"Okay, we're right over Manhattan." An astronaut with a Russian-sounding accent told his fellow American astronaut, "Come take a look at your beautiful country"
The American astronaut then floated over to the window, and stared out it, the fact he was home-sick written all over his face. "Have you heard from your children?" the Russian asked him, and he replied, "No, I haven't."
"I bet they're having fun in that city, ey?" the Russian continued, and he smirked. "Not in that city… not at their age." The American replied, and the Russian went "Oh ho, I see how that is now. All beer no playgrounds…"
"You obviously haven't been to New York." The American Astronaut said.
"I'm afraid not, my friend. I don't have time on my schedule for your ole American Traditions."
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Raven cast her hand out, lying back on the street, shakily, and closing her eyes as the ground shook beneath her. Out floated her communicator from the Police's building, floating a few feet off the ground. The water mains underneath the sidewalks began to rupture, water spewing out into the air above the road, as nearby construction equipment fell over. She grabbed the communicator once it got close, and dialed a number, whispering, "Come on, come on."
The message "Not Available" popped up on the screen, and she threw it, and shouted, "Damn it!"
She then looked at her hands, so shaky, and clasped her face. "Keep it together… keep it together…" she mumbled, as windows on a nearby high-rise suddenly shattered and flew outward towards the road… and suddenly, the entire apartment began shaking violently, the sound of it vibrating producing an eerie shaking noise. "No…" she gasped, as the corner of the Apartment gave way, and that entire corner and the 19 floors above and below it fell down to the street. As the dust passed over her from the collapsed part of that building, she screamed out, "NO!", and suddenly… She lost control.
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"Yeah, I'll talk to you later." A man told his associate on the phone, in a dark coat and matching pants, walking down Times Square, through the bunches of people. Suddenly, as he hung up, a load vibrating sound filled the air, and every single person on the road stopped and held their ears, as it finally ended. One by one, the neon signs above their heads went cold. Then, a cracking sound. Everyone turned almost in symphony towards where it came from, as a giant crack formed in the wall behind the giant Coca-Cola Neon sign in the middle of the square. Suddenly, the giant bottle sign fell downwards, as people rushed out of the way. Then it abruptly stopped… and everyone nearby that was running slowly turned around, but others kept running. Everyone stared flabbergasted, some tapping others and going "Look at that…" The Coca Cola sign had frozen still. "Maybe it hung." A middle-aged man told his buddy in the midst of the crowd, as that one man that was talking on the phone earlier sidestepped his way through the crowd. Suddenly, men and women gasped as the entire Coca Cola icon was covered in black, and began to float up. Then suddenly, nearby cars and traffic began lifting off their wheels, even a bus. Some of the passengers and drivers dove out of their cars as they got about a foot off the ground, and others stared in confusion, as the city suddenly seemed to float down in their view.
Bystanders pointed in awe at the cars suddenly floating up, as one Black dirty van that was floating up clipped a power line, sending sparks everywhere, as people near the area cleared out, running around benches, trash cans, and news-stands to get away. More and more people cleared out, running every which way. One of the buses hit one of the very high neon signs on one of the buildings, and a piece of it fell down. A person under it yelled out, as he was crushed by the piece. Now, everyone began running, as debris that the floating vehicles were knocking loose fell down to Earth.
Suddenly, all the Neon signs in the area were covered in black, and shred into pieces, every one of them floating upwards. Then, the cars themselves were covered in black, and then came the buildings. Building after building started getting covered, and then broke apart. Walls, roofs, apartments, homes, businesses, windows, doors, and everything.
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As Raven lost control further, she reached over to her communicator she threw down just before, struggling to maintain a grip… and called Beast Boy. Suddenly, it picked up… and there he was.
"Raven? I don't know where I am… a sign I read says Detroit…" Beast Boy began, but Raven cut him off on the video feed. "Beast Boy… I need you… to get to New York… as fast as you can. Something's happened to me… a-and if you don't get here… I-I may die. Okay?"
He stared in shock, and replied in all seriousness, "I'm on my way." And then turned off the video feed. He then turned into the pterodactyl, and flew east as fast as he could.
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Raven threw down he communicator, as she closed her eyes, trying to look at the destruction she may be causing all around the city. Then, she gasped, stopped, and her eyes flew open. Whatever she saw, she didn't like it.
She then had a large piece of glass fly over to her, and grasped it tightly. "Please get here soon…" she whispered, as pieces of debris began floating up around her.
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20 minutes later, Beast Boy finally got to New York. But something didn't feel right. As soon as he got out of the cloud layers, he spotted large amounts of soot, dust, and debris… falling down to Earth. He hurried and landed right at the spot the communicator showed Raven needed help, to find a thick fog of dirt and unsettled asphalt. Then, his leg clipped something. Something that felt too heavy to be debris. He looked down, and jumped back in shock.
Raven.
And she wasn't moving. He kneeled down, and turned her over on her back. Then he saw it.
The S Symbol, firm on her heart. She had pierced it with a piece of glass. He smirked, thinking it was a good idea… then he pulled it out. It wasn't just a small piece of glass… it was the size of a ruler… and the end that was in her… was covered with blood. His eyes widened as he stared at the blood, as he realized what that meant.
"No, Raven…" he gasped, as then threw it aside. He then attempted CPR… knowing it didn't heal a heart wound, but in desperation. He pumped his hands on her chest, and then leaned in, and put his lips to hers. He was just about to breath out… and suddenly, she woke up, eyes wide open. He jumped up in shock, and said, "Raven?!"
She jumped up, looked around, and said, "We have to go. Now. Before the FBI comes back."
"Go where?" Beast Boy asked loudly, as Raven walked past him, not even stopping to thank him for the CPR. "New Jersey. That's where she went, so that's we were go."
Beast Boy cut in front of her, and said, "Let's rest first Raven. We both need it."
She sighed, and nodded. "Alright."
"So… where can we go?" Beast Boy asked, and she smirked a bit. "Oh, just to some fans." She replied, and they both took off.
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There came some shallow knocking late at night, at the door of the two guys that were in that Arcade, in New Jersey… the ones that saw Raven's powers up-close and offered her a stay at their place. Not only was their place a place to stay, but it was also in New Jersey, so they weren't too far behind Madame Rouge, and away from New York for now.
One of them jumped up, as his buddy lying on the coach with a half-empty moaned. The one that jumped up said, "I'll get it Mark. Keep your drunken self on the coach."
His buddy Mark replied, his speech obviously slurred, "I'm not drunk!", and took another sip.
The other one, whose name was Charles, unlock the door, and opened it.
"Hi." Raven said quickly in her usual monotone voice, as both her and Beast Boy pushed past him without much of a greeting.
"What, we got visitors?" Mark asked loudly, not able to see them from his position on the couch, and Raven mumbled, "Yeah, just your average cartoon characters."
Beast Boy stared at her in confusion, and she whispered to him, "I'll tell you later," as Mark sprung up in shock.
"Beast Boy too? This just gets better and better!" Mark said drunkenly, pointing, and his buddy Charles rushed them into a back room, and whispered, "He's sort of drunk, so just make yourselves comfortable in this room."
As he shut the door to the room, his buddy stopped acting drunk. "Ok, I was faking." He admitted, as Charles chuckled.
"So… who did you support? BB and Terra, or BB and Raven?" Mark asked, as Charles replied, "BB and Raven. Why?"
"Well, just don't try to interrupt them… you may actually be interrupting a BB-Rae moment." He whispered, as Charles smirked. "I doubt they'd actually have one tonight. I mean, this isn't fan-fiction or something. The old movie flick cliché of two lovers mixing feelings and having moments in a bedroom is in fan-fiction, not in real life." He said, as Mark shook his head.
"That's in a lot of fan-fiction… But so are the two people in that room." Mark replied, and pointed to the closed door.
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The room had a double-sized bed for two, with a plaid quilt for covers, a soft mattress, and a wooden frame, a window covered with curtains, a small closet closest to the door, and enough room to just walk on all three sides, but that's about it.
Beast Boy surveyed the closet, which had two baskets full of clothes at the bottom, with toys, sports things, pictures and junk littered around them, and all shirts hanging on the rack. There were two cardboard boxes cut in half, housing books and other documents on the very top shelf.
Raven just stared at the bed, and muttered, "As if I wasn't enough of a nervous wreck to begin with."
Beast Boy then hopped up from the closet, and went, 'Aha!'. He found a long piece of wood under some of the junk, which was sturdy enough to get the damaged Slade Emblem off Raven's chest. He got close, jammed it in under the symbol, and pulled, yanking it off.
Raven then had a brief moment of eye contact, and walked over to the bed, to make her comfortable, as the sun sat on this very long day. Beast Boy then got on his side, and they fell asleep as the sun went down, facing away from each other.
They were still both awake at 1 in the morning, however, and Beast Boy muttered… "Raven?"
"What?" she responded?
"When I did CPR on you… and you had been stabbed in the heart… why did it work?" he asked.
"I don't know, maybe it just did." Raven replied, as Beast Boy felt skeptical.
"What if I hadn't of done the mouth part? What if that was it?" he thought to himself.
Then he came to a realization. "What if it was that she thought I was kissing her?" he thought, but he actually whispered it too. Raven heard it, but just barely, and whispered.
"I'm not Terra, Beast Boy."
Then they both fell silent.
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